bookrebus Chapter 762: Continuous Output of Tainan 1.2
Chapter 762: Continuous Output of Tainan 1.2
A faint "creaking" sound was heard.
Little Yining immediately raised his head and looked around, then a bright light flashed through his mind. He glanced at his father who was plucking chicken feathers enthusiastically, and then he couldn't wait to raise his legs and run to the room where his grandmother was, and acted like an eavesdropping thief again.
At this time, Wan Niang also helped Zheng to open the bed curtain again.
Zheng slowly turned her head, glanced at her meaningfully, and moved her hand under the quilt.
Soon, she came with a cloth bag, carefully extended it outside the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Take it."
Seeing this, Wan Niang was slightly stunned. She reached out to take the cloth bag, and a strange smell came to her nose.
She looked at the old lady who refused to turn around, and without stopping, she opened the cloth bag a little. The things inside instantly caught her eyes, and a look of shock appeared on her face.
She stared at Zheng on the bed in disbelief and cried out, "Grandma, this banknote..."
"This is yours." Zheng interrupted and replied, she sighed softly: "I wanted to give it to you when I came to Yanjing last year, but I didn't expect that Hu Ge'er met the emperor, and I forgot about it in my happiness. Put it away, and don't let Zan Ge'er know about this money."
Wan Niang tied the cloth bag with a complicated expression, and did not notice that the old lady turned her head and glanced at her again.
Her thoughts were churning, but she couldn't help asking, "Grandma, there are several hundred taels of silver in this bag. Where did you get them? I..."
Zheng did not hide it from her and said frankly: "This is the money you earned from embroidering handkerchiefs. Don't blame me for taking it away from you. Although I separated your father-in-law's family, I will see them every day. I can understand Zan'er's personality. He is the same as your father-in-law. He is not good at keeping money and loves to enjoy himself."
"With the money, you will probably live better than anyone else in the village."
Wan Niang was silent for a moment, then admitted, "Grandma, if we had money, our lives would be better, and Qing Jie'er wouldn't be sick so often and need medicine to feed her."
At the end of her words, there was a hint of complaint in her tone.
Hearing this, Zheng sat up and looked at Wanniang, saying unhappily, "You are blaming me, an old woman, for Qingjie's poor health."
"My granddaughter-in-law dare not." Wan Niang replied with her head down, clutching the cloth bag with both hands.
Zheng naturally heard that her words were not sincere. She sneered and said, "Today, I took out this money because I expected you to complain. But I still have to say a few words about Sister Qing."
"Sister Qing is in poor health. If you want to blame someone, blame your second brother. He came up with such a stupid idea to let wild beasts feed the child. You and Brother Zan also agreed to it."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wan Niang suddenly raised her head and looked at the old lady with a hint of anger.
The old lady still didn't care and said directly: "There are more than one pregnant women in the village. If there is no milk, each of them can share a little, which is enough to feed Qingjie. The rich families have wet nurses, but you don't want to bother and insist on using the milk of this beast."
"This beast is also psychic. Its child was killed by your second brother, so it must hate him to the core. How could it be willing to feed the child he brought? If there is resentment in the milk, it is absolutely unacceptable to drink. Karma is cyclical. Qingjie is still alive and well today. She is lucky."
When Wan Niang heard this, her chest stagnated and she pursed her lips without saying anything.
Little Yining sitting under the window also frowned in depression. Although he felt that his grandmother was exaggerating, after thinking about it carefully, he strangely felt that there was a glimmer of truth in her words.
She slowly stretched her neck again, trying to check her mother's expression.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched the window, she was hit on the head without any warning.
She quickly covered her head and looked up, then she saw her father, who was supposed to pluck the chicken feathers, standing with his arms folded across his chest, staring down at her condescendingly.
The little girl smiled ingratiatingly and squatted back on the ground. Unexpectedly, a big hand that smelled like chicken appeared in front of her and bent towards her.
Xiao Yining: o(￣ヘ￣o＃), she really doesn’t care about her mother at all.
She raised her head again, looked at her father with disgust, took out a small handkerchief and wrapped her chubby little hand, then reluctantly put it into her father's big hand.
Lin Yuzan picked up his daughter from the ground. He looked up through the window lattice, glanced at his wife's gloomy face in the room, and then walked towards the door of the wing room.
At this time, Zheng's words were still coming from the house, echoing in the ears of the father and daughter.
"I know what I just said. You must not like it. You think I am talking nonsense and you are resentful towards me. But you and Zan'er have never been short of money for food and drink in the village. Even though Qingjie often takes medicine, there is still some extra money in hand. I have calculated all these carefully."
"Even though you observed mourning and ate vegetarian food when you were pregnant, your mother's family never stopped providing you with nutritious delicacies. Your aunt even sent you all the eggs. Even if Qing Jie had given birth a few days earlier, her health would not have been so poor."
"Don't think I don't know why you don't even have enough milk to feed Qing Jie'er. It must be that your mother secretly fed you something. I couldn't figure out the reason until Zan Ge'er wrote home and said that your family had become royal relatives. Then I guessed that your three brothers and sisters were probably not fed by your mother herself. Although I live in the countryside and don't have much experience, I'm not a fool."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent again, and Lin Yuzan and his daughter had arrived at the door.
Lin Yuzan sighed, put his hand on the door, and was about to push it open when Zheng's words were heard from inside again.
"I have kept all these things to myself because I am afraid that you two will not get along. I am old now. People often say that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but I have never seen any such blessing in Fushun and his son. He married your mother-in-law, and although he lost his future by revolving around her, he was able to make a living. It's not like Zan'er married you, and he offended everyone in the village."
Xiao Yining: Σ(⊙▽⊙“Ah, her father is so awesome!
The little girl quickly grabbed her father and wanted to continue listening.
Lin Yuzan also paused, frowning as he recalled what happened in the village.
Wan Niang's rebuttal also sounded at this moment: "Grandmother, you just said that I was wrong and I admit it, but Brother Zan has always valued peace, how could he offend others!"
"I won't say any more about this matter. Just think about it yourself. Ever since you came back from the mountain after your confinement, the villagers have been avoiding you. Isn't that right?" Zheng answered with a hint of complaint.
Wan Niang asked uncertainly, "Is it because of my second brother?"
Zheng did not answer, but said: "If Sister Qing was not weak and sickly, and looked like she would not live long, how could she stay in the village? You two are both careless, and there will always be times when you are careless."
"At that time, I called you and your wife to my side and asked Zan to find a school in town, and you and Qing to rent a house and live in town. You are ignorant of the ways of the world, and Zan is also stupid. You didn't even notice the abnormality of your people. I guess you two think I am meddling in your affairs."
These words were spoken obscurely, but the young couple in two different places understood the deep meaning behind them. They couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines and a surge of fear in their hearts.
Only little Yining was confused and thinking about what her second uncle had done to anger God and people and make her parents unwelcome in the village.
At this time, Zheng sighed tiredly: "I am not saying this to tell you not to blame me for withholding the money and making your life miserable. I am just being honest. I am not responsible for the sins you have committed."
Then, she changed the subject and talked about the reason for not giving money: "You have offended the villagers, but you are still living in the village. Zan Ge'er is a useless and weak scholar. If something happens, the old house and your mother's family will be far away and it will be difficult to resolve. There will be endless troubles. It is better to live a plain and peaceful life until Zan Ge'er gets up."
"Now I am giving you this money for the same reason. You can't go anywhere in Yanjing without money. You have to ask for a cup of tea and you have to charge me two cents. Although you don't need it now, Zan Ge'er doesn't know about this money, so you should put it away. Otherwise, he will count the money in the family and give it away like his father did. You still have money to support Qing Jie'er."
After saying this, the old lady lay back on the bed, with her back to Wan Niang again.
Wan Niang held the cloth bag, hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "Grandma, my husband actually knew about the money."
"Then it depends on whether you are willing to tell Brother Zan about getting the money back. I have many grandchildren, so it doesn't matter if I get complained about. I don't count on you two to support me in my old age." Zheng replied calmly.